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Genevieve LeBlanc

"You give me what I want you don't get injured."

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a character in “Together We Stand”, as played by slimmyjimjim

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ImageName || Genevieve LeBlanc

Nickname || Genna || Gen || Eve

Age || 32

Power || Gravity Manipulation, Genevieve is capable of bending gravity to her will making it either lighter or heavier this includes entire buildings full of people and objects. She can also use gravitational force to push objects toward or away from each other and when attacking she can add gravitational force to the blows she makes on her opponents making her hits that much harder.

Status || Villain Trainer

Face claim || Gina Torres

Sexuality || Pansexual

General clothing || Genevieve is never caught without a lovely and chique formal dress usually in dark colors but she has been known to wear white and bright colors but this is rare. She wears three inch killer stilettos and seems to be quite comfortable in them, she wears her hair down long and in loose curls with a vast array of accessories that she wears with only the finest materials and most expensive.

Physical Appearance || Genevieve is tall dark and beautiful standing at six feet with ridiculously long legs, her hair hangs in dark curls that fall down to her lower back which she absolutely adores. She has soft mocha colored skin and dark brown eyes that she covers in light make up, she has long manicured nails and large lips that she keeps pink with a mischievous smile. She walks with an air of arrogance and glides across a room in long slow strides as if she has some place to be but has all the time in the world to get there. She takes great care in her looks and is never seen without every last detail of her appearance is taken care of to perfection. It is very rare to see her even slightly disheveled even in the heat of battle she looks as flawless and as comfortable as if she was sitting by a warm fire.





ImagePersonality || Above all Genevieve is extremely self centered she looks out for herself and those she deems worthy of her approval which is only the people with super human abilities. She is very cool calm and collected most of the time and the other part she is brooding and deep in thought thinking up her next plan of attack. She loves power and can't get enough of it assuming that everyone else wants the same she trusts no one with the exception of rarely trusting her team. She speaks her mind but not everything she says is positive and comforting, she doesn't get attached to people and see's them all as beneath her. She is logical and calculating predicting every move the enemy makes, she likes to spend most of her time alone but knows that there is value in the company of others. Genevieve never really spent a lot of time around people yet she knows exactly how to smooze them and manipulate them until she gets what she wants, and what she wants is usually something dangerous that she can use for her own benefit. She knows how to command a group and will use that to her advantage taking care of peoples needs in order to get them to do what she wants and that is exactly how she plans on conducting her team of villains.

Likes || Smoking || Manipulating || Power || Money || Expensive Items

Dislikes || Weakness || Cheap Goods || Ignorance || Time Wasting

Fears || Her only fear is of losing control of any situation that she is in

Weaknesses || Salt, like a witch Genevieve becomes very weak when salt is put on her skin she can consume it in small doses like in foods but when it is put on the outside of her flesh she has a hard time even standing much less using her abilities this is a great weakness which she keeps from her enemies.

Strengths || Her strengths are her super human abilities and her inability to feel remorse or affection towards others keeps her in a position of power.





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History || Genevieve grew up in a broken home full of poverty and filth she lived with her one mother and five other siblings being the oldest she had to take care of everyone. She had always had her abilities ever since she was young and just assumed that everyone had those kinds of abilities but when her mother told her that none of the family could do such a thing and that she should hide what she could do Genevieve thought that she was a freak. One day the kids were playing by the old bridge by their house and one of Genevieve's sisters fell from the bridge and toward the concrete bellow, Genevieve instinctively lightened gravity for her sister and a man passing by saw what she had done. He told her that he could take her away from all of the poverty and filth and make her into something wonderful, she went with him and from then on she thought herself better than those who had nothing "special" about them and learned to control her abilities and was taught how to manipulate people as well as gravity. The man who found her was a rich business man and was raising her to be the heir to his company in hopes that she would take it over with an iron fist but when she discovered that their were more super humans like her she turned down his offer instead deciding to train the next generation of power hungry thieves.

Joining the group || She started the villain group in order to gain power and to control others.





Relationships ||

Lara|| Gena see's a lot of potential in Lara and is attempting to get her to gain more control over her abilities and perhaps push them to their limit, she thinks that Lara could do so much more if only Genevieve had more control over her but the girl is stubborn and tends not to listen to instructions and this bothers Genevieve.


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So begins...

Genevieve LeBlanc's Story

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Genevieve carefully hung up the phone and leaned back in her office chair sighing deeply and relishing the moment, she had just been informed of some particularly interesting information about mysterious goods. Having several information resources throughout the city news traveled fast and when she got it she would act immediately, leaning over to press a button on her desk she spoke into the intercom system that had been set up in almost every room of the rather large house. She spoke smoothly into the microphone, "James, Allen, and Lara there will be a meeting in the dining room in ten minutes, if you're not present you won't get to eat." Genevieve put emphasis on the last word knowing that if nothing else went through that the promise of food certainly would, she lifted her finger off the button and sat back. She knew that this was a perfect incentive for most of the people in the house were rather big eaters and that going without food was not an option. Genevieve placed her elbows on the arms of the chair she was sitting in forming a plan in her head, a plan that would get whatever 'they' had and didn't want her to know about and get it in her possession. She wanted exactly what she couldn't have.

The woman knew that she would have to head out as soon as possible with her most trusted members she was already having to make decisions in her mind about how she was going to go about acquiring the things she desired, when she made her final decisions she closed the open notebook on her desk picking it up and carrying it with her to the dining room where she sat at the head on the rather long table awaiting the arrival of her team who would be arriving any minute. She did all this with the utmost grace and elegance in her satin black dress that fell to her knees and hug her curves making her look utterly flawless. Everything was set in motion all she needed to do was relay the information to the others living in the house and they would head out immediately.

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"Allen, come on!" the cherry voice called out to him, his brown eyes snapped open to take in the large expanse of stars above him set within the dark abyss of the night sky. Pushing himself to sit up straight, he looked over the sea of grass to see the back of a running girl, her long brown hair flowing out behind her, she looked no older then sixteen. Pushing himself to his feet, he took off after her, but he couldn't catch up. The distance between them only continued to increase. His lungs started to burn, and each new breath felt painful as it made its way down his throat and into his lungs. Looking down at his legs, he put everything into it, pushing himself to run as fast as he could, but it didn't help. The faster he ran, the faster she ran until his legs finally gave out, and he tumbled forward to see the grass come up to meet him.


Allen's eyes snapped open to look up at the ceiling as a voice he would know anywhere came over the intercom telling calling for him and telling him he wouldn't get breakfast if he didn't get to the dinning room in ten minutes. He was incredibly tempted to blow her off and refuse to go, but he was hungry, and she would only call him if she had a mission planned, and he had to admit, if she called James and Lara as well then this could be a fun job.

Letting out a slow grunt as he let the air slowly leave his lungs, he rolled out of his bed and onto the cold wooden floor, the feel on his bare feet enough to push some of the weariness from his mind. Stumbling over to his dresser, he pulled on some simple blue jeans, a bland black shirt, slipped on his white tennis shoes, and last, but certainly never least, he tugged down his old Dodge hat over his unruly black locks. If they wanted him to dress up that wasn't going to happen. This was the best they got, they should consider themselves lucky he decided to shower everyday which reminded him to sometime try to take the form of soap and see if it cleaned him.

Leaving his room, he navigated his way through their 'super secret awesome bad guy HQ/Tower of Doom!' that had become 'home' to him and many of the other 'gifted little kiddies' that were like them. Some of them were bland and dull, but their were a few gems among the rocks. Covering his mouth to hide his yawn, he walked into the diner room, a quaint room that was far too overly done in his opinion. As if the design was meant to display that the owner had far more wealth and power then those who visited, the large rectangle table with the her, Genevieve, completed the picture, "A lovely morning to you too, Ms. Blane, don't you just look lovely this morning, did you have a date last night?" Allen said flashing her a smile despite the chill that ran down his spine.

Genevieve had a way of unsettling him. Allen was not quite sure why, but he did know that he fought her control constantly, but she was not someone he felt he could use for his own amusement which made her of little use to him then there was the fact she held more power over him then he liked which constantly annoyed him. Sliding into a seat on her right hand side, being sure to keep a chair between them for either James or Lara when they got there.

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James had actually been awake for a while, listening to some music and reading various fanfiction stories. The intercom buzzed to life, interrupting his daily dose of Psychopathic Records. "James, Allen, and Lara there will be a meeting in the dining room in ten minutes, if you're not present you won't get to eat." Such an announcement could only mean two things: first, something was about to happen; and second, as well as most importantly, there was food. Goodbye fanfiction, hello breakfast.

He set about getting his clothes for the day, putting on a dark pair of jeans as well as black and white running shoes before the most difficult decision of the morning; what color t-shirt was he going to wear? So many options, black with graphics, black without graphics,black with other colors, etc. In the end he opted for a black t shirt with a white anarchy symbol on the front. He grabbed his 'trademark' hoodie as he left his room, closing the door behind him.

The meeting should be interesting, meetings meant missions and missions meant a chance to mess with the general population. He grinned at this thought as he made his way into the dining room that could only be described as a "bit" much. He assumed that the meeting would postpone breakfast so he took a seat halfway down the extensive table, waving at Allen along the way.

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Lara McIntosh


Lara was downstairs in the kitchen, in, what she called, her "morning clothes"; baggy sweat pants and an overly large sweater. She was an early riser, liked to eat breakfast in the quiet kitchen by herself, then resign to the living room to read. Her book was on the counter, The Collective Works of Edgar A. Poe a copy that one would find had been written in with thoughts and assessments as well as personal opinions, while she spread some tart jam on her toast and poured herself a mug of cider. It was hardly the "time of year" for apple cider, being summer and all, but it was one of Lara's favorite drinks. She had just sat down when Genevieve's announcement came on over the intercom. Lara slumped a fraction of an inch as she grabbed her food, forgetting her book on the counter, as she made her way to the dining room.

As she entered she noticed the one chair between Allen and Genevieve. Lara rolled her eyes hardly needing an expression from Allen to know he would mentally be asking her to sit there. It really didn't matter to her where she sat and Allen would owe her if she did, so she took that empty chair. Her mug and plate clinking on the table.

It was before Genevieve had started speaking that Lara's mind had already begun to wander. Wander back to the dream that she has had the past week, every night the same thing. It didn't even act like a dream, normally in dreams something surreal would always happen, like leaves changing colors too quickly or clouds hanging below her knees as it rains. No this dream was just her walking along a dirt road in a forest and at the she would arrive a broken house and she can hear yelling from inside. Part of her wants to go in and see what kind of place this is, but something holds her back and instead she just stands outside looking at this house. She would usually wake up just as there was a bang from inside the house, not covered in sweat, not breathing heavily, but haunted by what this house was and what was going on inside.

While she continued thinking, her eyes a bit glazed in thought, she swirled her apple cider watching the golden liquid circle itself.

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Genevieve LeBlanc






Once everyone had arrived Genevieve smiled and opened the small notebook in front of her, the entire book was written in code of coarse, couldn't have it falling into the wrong hands. The woman looked through her notes then cleared her throat before speaking, "This morning I got some very interesting information, there will be a package being delivered on a truck that will be running through the Central Park area, at this time I do not have the details on what the package is, only that it is important documents. I don't care," she paused here and took her time to look each of them in turn, "I want those documents, and I need to know if I can trust you to help me get them. What ever they are could be extremely valuable for us I just want you each to know how important this is, this is not a drill. We strike fast and with force."
Genevieve did not for an answer as she flipped shut her notebook and stood up abruptly, touching the carved wood of the table as she stood. "Oh and we need to rush because the limousines are out front already so I hope you can be ready in five minutes." She gave a wry smile picking up her book and she left the dinning room heading off into the many rooms of the house disappearing quickly into it almost without a trace. She walked through the halls making her way to her bedroom shutting the door silently and locking it.

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Allen was a little annoyed that his fearless leader had decided to not respond to his nudge. In fact, she didn't look like she had heard him at all which did not make him feel better about her in the least. The only thing that stopped him from moving into the seat closer to her and to try once again was the arrival of James who Allen gave a small nod to show he noticed the wave, but James seemed to want to sit rather far away from the rest of their little group.

Lara joined them nearly right after James sit, and much to his delight, she decided to sit right between him and their fearless leader. Allen flashed her a smile, leaning over the side of his chair to get closer to her to try and engage her in some conversation or another when Genevieve decided to finally speak, and he was not surprised to find that her attention was on business. Letting out a disappointed grunt, he fell back into his rather uncomfortable chair to listen to the 'mission ops'.

His cell vibrated in his jeans, and Allen did not bother to shoot anyone an apologetic smile as he cracked open the phone to read the message, pondering on what to do. He could probably make it. It seemed they would be in the same area, and if he couldn't, he would just let her know. Setteled on his decision, he sent a reply to the baker girl, Sounds good, Let me know what you are there.

"Wonderful. We are on a mission to get a random box of mystery. Ten bucks says she knows what is in it and just doesn't want to tell us grunts," Allen said letting his chin fall in his hand, "I am not wearing tights," he added as there was no way that was going to happen. He was dressed well enough and when he started to change form it was not like he was easily recognized.

Allen moved his eyes from Lara and James wanting to hear their thoughts on the latest mission before a thought popped itself back in his mind, "Hey! What about breakfast!?"

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Lara McIntosh


When Genevieve started talking, Lara still didn't look up from her cup, but her mind was fully focused on the woman. Important, mystery package, Lara thought, Should be fun. When Genevieve left the table Lara quickly ate one of the pieces of toast and was about to go back up to her room and change quickly, when Allen spoke up.

"Wonderful. We are on a mission to get a random box of mystery. Ten bucks says she knows what is in it and just doesn't want to tell us grunts," Allen said, "I am not wearing tights."

Lara gave the smallest of smiles at this last comment, "Sure you will. Imagine all the girls you could pick up in tights; and you should call yourself Copy Cat, for copying everything you touch."

"Hey! What about breakfast!?" Allen said loudly.

Lara took up her drink, but shoved the other piece of toast in front of him, "Enjoy," was all Lara said before lightly smacking him in the head.

Back in her room she set down her cup on a table that was near the door, where a small pile of books were and about three other empty mugs. Lara quickly moved, putting on a pair of worn jeans and a long-sleeved black shirt. She was pulling on a pair of tennis shoes as she came downstairs, the cup she had brought up now empty with the others in her room.

She quickly stopped by the dining room again and poked her head in, "Copy Cat you're being slow, so are you James." With that she went out to the limousines and got inside. The first time she went out on a mission she could remember how distracting it was being in a limo that she almost missed what Genevieve had told her to do, but now, years later, she couldn't imagine going on a mission without being taken in a limo. There was a little head piece on an armrest, they were all given one to stay in touch during the mission, though she was usually in the dark as she had to possess someone who didn't have their special little ear pieces. Still she put it in her ear and turned it on.

"So what's the plan?" Lara asked to Genevieve who was undoubtedly listening and waiting to give her instructions, Who am I possessing today?"

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Daniel walked down the street like he did every morning once a week, this morning he felt a chilly breeze and put up the hood of his jacket to ward away the unwanted cold. But today was a bit different, today he carried in his hands a cardboard cup holder holding four drinks from the cafe just down the street, he opened the gate to the little house that he had been living in for several weeks now and even though he was the newest member of the team he still hadn't managed to spend time with the people he was living with, he always insisted on training attempting to control and perfect his new found ability and when he wasn't doing that he was hiding in his room trying to forget what he could do. He had nightmares of the moment he found out he wasn't normal and of the accident he had caused and it tortured him, he shook off the feeling and took in a deep breath getting ready to go inside and face those who he had been avoiding.
Daniel took a step back when he found two people already in the kitchen looking like they were about to head out, he lifted up his carton of beverages like a trophy and giving an apologetic smile. He had already asked for their favorite drinks the week before and was just now getting around to actually buying them, he looked around just then and asked, "where's Jen?"





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Genevieve looked up when she heard Lara's voice over the ear piece she had already placed in her ear but only for a moment before returning to her work with a cherry red smile. She closed her eyes and leaned over continuing to carefully put on her black knee high boots and spoke smoothly, "Today we are going to be going to Central Park to wait for the truck to pass by as soon as it does I'm going to need you to posses the driver and get him to pull over, quick and easy. The truck could be going at a high speed so you might have to do it fast, do you think that you could handle it? In the mean time James will be getting the documents and Allen and I will be looking after your body and looking out for the heroes." As she was talking Genevieve had zipped up both boots and tied back her hair ready to go she made her way out of her room and down the hallway, she knew that her team didn't trust her but she clearly didn't care. It was pointless, she didn't need their trust she needed their compliance as long as they were still under her wing she was content. The dark haired woman opened the door of the limousine and glided into an available seat seeing both Lara and James were already in the car making her smile.